palerider wrote: ↑Fri Feb 19, 2021 3:57 pm
Reactions to the jab have taken a turn for the worse.
Without thinking, covered myself in mud and ate one of the cats. And a boner that will not go down however hard I slap it.
A nagging urge to visit the nearby pig farm after tea.
I fear you've contracted billygatesitis. A rare disease in which you'll find yourself completely naked in front of a laptop covered in mayonnaise humming the theme from the damnbusters.
My advice is to visit the pig farm in the dead of night disguised as Zorro and moleste Gertrude the one eyed pot bellied pig until the sack is emptied.
Fear not my friend, you are not alone.
Resisted the urge my learned friend and it seems the reaction has worn off.
Which is lucky as today is my wedding day. I'm marrying a rubber plant called Matilda and going to Mars on honeymoon.
I fear you've contracted billygatesitis. A rare disease in which you'll find yourself completely naked in front of a laptop covered in mayonnaise humming the theme from the damnbusters.
My advice is to visit the pig farm in the dead of night disguised as Zorro and moleste Gertrude the one eyed pot bellied pig until the sack is emptied.
Fear not my friend, you are not alone.
Resisted the urge my learned friend and it seems the reaction has worn off.
Which is lucky as today is my wedding day. I'm marrying a rubber plant called Matilda and going to Mars on honeymoon.
Least we'll be able to see the pics of the honeymoon........
Yeah does bring new meaning to Rubbing one out .....
Can't wait.
Had the toast and speeches.
Taking Matilda to the car park for a knee-trembler.
That's the spirit, calm before the storm.
No doubt she's come in to season, setting the stage for an all night sesh.
I may need to relieve myself again.
